Thru
the darkness and the ash,
I feel their spirits soar.
Hundreds by hundreds coming,
followed by even more.

Open
up the gates, Lord.
Open them up wide.
The Americans are coming, Lord,
marching side by side.

There
are mothers and there are fathers.
There are daughters and there are sons.
They had so much left to do, Lord,
Before their lives were done.

Open
up the gates, Lord
Open them up wide.
The Americans are coming, Lord,
marching side by side.Oh Lord, there are so many
that are coming thru the gate.
It was not their time, Lord.
They're here because of hate.Open up the gates, Lord
Open them up wide.
The Americans are coming, Lord,
marching side by side.

They
come from out of the fire
and the ashes and the dark.
They're marching to the Light, Lord
On the earth they've made their mark.So, open up the gates, Lord
Open them up wide.
The Americans are coming, Lord,
marching side by side.